I Cannot Write a Poem Today

(a triolet)

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I cannot write a poem today;
my muse is out, you see.
I’ve bid her to come out and play.
I cannot write a poem today.
I wish she’d swim back ’round and stay,
but she’s ignoring me.
I cannot write a poem today;
my muse is out to sea.

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Prompted by Poetic Asides.

 

 

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7 Responses to I Cannot Write a Poem Today

  1. I love your “I can’t write poems” poems. They are so good. 🙂 Did you see my new word list?

  2. Laura M. says:

    This is exactly where I am today. I’m glad you wrote it because I couldn’t. Lovely.

  3. Kir Piccini says:

    I read them all…I have spent the past day reading all these poems. Giggling, nodding, wiping tears. Gosh, I just love the way you play and weave words.

  4. billgncs says:

    are you still at the sea shore ?

  5. This is very good – and you stuck to a form. But you are contradicted by the many you have written today 🙂 Though some were technically yesterday (on my feed anyway)!

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